JACK
Jack, for one, can more than appreciate the train of Hadama's thought, and he pours himself a second measure of liquor to sample more slowly as the Mer comes out with it. Never one for smalltalk unless it gets him something he wants (and if it isn't obvious yet, he's about 99% certain that Hadama has nothing he wants, though he's happy to be proven wrong), he runs his tongue across his teeth before replying, as if trying to remember his title as well.
"Master of Trade, I think it was?" He drums a steady finger against the bar. "Not that I believe in anythin' like that in Torchline. I s'pose I do keep an eye on the comin's and goin's though." Legal because whatever, it's important he supposes, and illegal because it's his bread and butter day-to-day.
Resisting the urge to ask the same of Hadama (even if it would be kind of funny), he merely raises his brows at the Tidebreaker. "Is the Underwater City lookin' to expand or somethin'?"
"Master of Trade, I think it was?" He drums a steady finger against the bar. "Not that I believe in anythin' like that in Torchline. I s'pose I do keep an eye on the comin's and goin's though." Legal because whatever, it's important he supposes, and illegal because it's his bread and butter day-to-day.
Resisting the urge to ask the same of Hadama (even if it would be kind of funny), he merely raises his brows at the Tidebreaker. "Is the Underwater City lookin' to expand or somethin'?"
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
